He was clean-cut and frank, and believed in his pump.

I did more.
At the climax of the struggle I gave another thousand, making five thousand in all." "Well ?" "It's gone, John; and you've got the farm.

The other fellows were too clever for my young friend, Joseph Wegg, and knocked out his patent." "I'm so sorry!" said Patsy, sympathetically.
The Major coughed.
"It's not an unusual tale, my dear; especially when John advances the money," he replied.
"What became of the young man ?" asked the girl.
"He's a competent chauffeur, and so he went to work driving an automobile." "Where is Millville ?" inquired Uncle John, thoughtfully.
"Somewhere at the north of the State, I believe." "Have you investigated the farm at all ?" "I looked up a real estate dealer living at Millville, and wrote him about the Wegg farm.

He said if any one wanted the place very badly it might sell for three thousand dollars." "Humph!" "But his best information was to the effect that no one wanted it at all." Patsy laughed.
"Poor Uncle John!" she said.
The little man, however, was serious.

For a time he ate with great deliberation and revolved an interesting thought in his mind.
"Years ago." said he, "I lived in a country town; and I love the smell of the meadows and the hum of the bees in the orchards.